Devil's Poison/Vampire's Kiss

Part Two


Hermione was laughing as she watched Harry down a shot of tequila with no chaser. Part of the amber liquid dribbled down his chin and Ginny leaned up to lick it off of him. The group surrounding them groaned and there were varying shouts of 'Get a room!' and 'Go hero worship in private!' The couple just smiled in response to their friends' teasing. Hermione smiled at the site of her two closest friends so happy together.

She turned to grab another bottle of Wizard's Ale out of the cooler and spotted a flash of blue out of the corner of her eye. Lifting the bottle, she turned to see who had walked past her and cringed when she saw it was her ex-boyfriend, George Pickerton. The slim, dark haired wizard was dressed as Merlin, in flowing blue robes, and a ridiculous pointed hat on his head. He was average in height and build but his ego often made him appear larger than he was.

Hermione was still unclear as to why she had dated him for an entire year. At first she had been impressed by his intellectualism. The way he could carry on civilized conversation and not want to drag her to a Quidditch match or a Quidditch store all the time, was a welcome relief from not only Ron, but a few other wizards she had dated briefly. She had never been impressed with his wealth and social status, but for her it felt good to have someone treat her to the finer things. That feeling hadn't lasted long as he had tried to use material things to sway her emotions or opinions to match his. Also it never failed to irritate her that whenever he introduced himself, it was always, 'George Pickerton, of the Wizard's Wealthiest Pickertons'. Honestly, he was worse than Draco when it came to bragging about his family's wealth.

Putting down her drink she headed off in the opposite direction, however it was too late.

"Hermione, darling. Well, don't you look quite devilish tonight?" George spoke, his voice grating on her nerves and his laugh, well his laugh was always that of a high pitched hyena. She repressed a shudder at the sound, praying to the Gods, Merlin, whoever was available to give her a way out.

"Granger," Draco spoke from beind Hermione, "I thought I heard a witch's cackle? You alright, then?" Hermione mentally groaned. Help in the form of Draco Malfoy was not what she had been looking for when asking for a way out of this situation.

"I say, chap, Hermione bug, is just fine." George glanced over in Draco's direction, a smug smile playing on his face. Holding out his hand towards Draco, "George Pickerton, of the Wizard's Wealthy Pickertons." Draco shot a look at Hermione.

"Is he serious, Hermione bug?" Draco said to Hermione who had the grace to blush at the unfortunate nickname that George had given her. Reaching out to shake George's hand, Draco introduced himself with his own smug smile firmly in place.

"Draco Black Malfoy, of the infamous Malfoys, once seated at the right hand of the Dark Lord." The reactions were instantaneous.

Hermione gasped, "Malfoy!" And, Merlin, didn't he love when she shrieked his name like that?

George yanked his hand away, staring at it as though it was now tainted somehow, then wiped it quickly on the front of his robes. His father had repeatedly warned him to stay away from the Malfoys. It was up to him now to see that his Hermione Bug was in no way harmed by this Draco person.

"No harm done, Hermione Bug." Grasping her arm he manuevered them so that he was leading her down the hall towards the back door and away from Draco. "Have you read in the news of my latest acquisition? It is a new wizarding temple that has been found in Greece. I won't bore your pretty head with details, but I worked hard on this deal. My father entrusted me with handling the acquisition and I gave it my all. I did a fantastic job, if I do say so myself."

A loud snort sounded behind them, and they both turned to see Draco following them. George had a look of sheer annoyance on his face, and Hermione's face was contorted between aggravation and relief that he had not left her to her fate.

"Something amuse you, Mr. Malfoy?" George questioned.

"Granger, when you two had sex, did he pat himself on the back mid-way through?"

"I say, old man, that is no way to speak to a lady of Hermione Bug's standards. I'll have you apologize now." George was clearly affronted by Draco's mocking, and Hermione knew him well enough that if she didn't separate them, George would challenge Draco to a wizard's duel. And George, for all his knowledge, would never stand up to a wizard of Draco's stature.

"Hermione Bug did show up at this party with me, mate, so I guess that makes her my date. So if you'll excuse us...." So saying, Draco reached for the arm George was not holding onto. Hermione instantly felt as though she was the rope in a child's game of tug o' war. George refused to let go of her.

"George, would you mind getting me a drink of water? I'm feeling a bit parched and it will give me a moment to explain a few things to my ...erm...date." George nodded.

"Of course, Bug, will you be alright if I leave you alone with this scallywag?" He eyed Draco with distate. Draco grinned and winked in return.

"I will be fine." She assured him. The moment George turned his back, Hermione took off towards the guest bedroom down the hall. She had to hide, to find a quiet place so she could apparate back to her flat. She heard footfalls behind her and groaned aloud as she realized Draco was following her.

Entering the sparsely decorated room, Hermione whirled on him. "What is wrong with you, Malfoy? Is it humurous to you to aggravate me at every turn?" Her eyes flashed with fire and she wasn't clear if she was truly mad at Draco or mad because she had not been able to escape George's company.

Draco entered the room, closing the door behind him. "Not my fault he is a pompous git, Hermione. Where you find these losers to date is completely beyond my comprehension."

"Just because they are not as handsome or smart as you doesn't make them losers, Malfoy!" She fired back.

"Think I'm smart and handsome, do you?" he smirked. Slowly he made his way towards her.

"Th...That's not what....what I meant!" Hermione stumbled over her words as she took one step back for every step he took forward. Eventually she was brought up short by the double doors leading to a small walk in closet.

Coming to a stop directly in front of her, Draco leaned down until they were nose to nose. "I think it is exactly what you meant." His voice was low and more of a seductive purr than a whisper. Hermione shivered, thoughts of their only kiss running rampant in her mind. All reason seemed to have fled as she stared at his lips. How desperately she wanted to feel their warmth upon hers again!

Draco too was staring at her plump lips. Even though their only kiss was a few years ago he had never forgotten the taste of her cherry lip gloss or the warm softness of her lips under his. Slowly he moved his mouth closer to hers until there was nothing but a hairsbreadth between them. Hermione's breathing was erratic, she had tried so hard to act as though there was no attraction between them, now it was evident that she was lying to herself.

A loud thump caused them both to snap their heads towards the doorway. Voices could be heard on the other side of the door and Hermione's eyes widened when she realized it was her friend Victoria and her date for the evening, Emmett. Those two shared quite the passionate relationship and Hermione knew they were looking for a place to let loose.

The handle on the door was turning when Draco grabbed her hand and yanked her into the closet, sliding the door until there was only about an inch of space bewteen it and the wall. He postioned Hermione in front of him and stood directly behind her, grateful they were in the guest room and the closet was empty. His eyes gell upon the two figures that had just entered the room. He recognized Emmett Devries as he staggered towards the bed, the legs of Victoria LeStrange wrapped tightly around his waist. The blonde was wearing a barely there costume, the white dress made a mockery of the medi-witch's uniform, allowing her generous cleavage to show through and the expanse of leg shown made Draco's grin wolfishly in appreciation.

Emmet made his way to the bed, which was directly in view from the couple hiding in the closet. Tossing Victoria down, he knelt between her legs and slowly began to slide his hands up her thighs.

Hermione sucked in a silent breath. No, they wouldn't, would they? Victoria loved to brag about how and where she and Emmett had sex, but she really did not want to witness it, but Merlin help her, the site of Emmett's large hands sliding underneath the mini dress was creating an odd feeling in the pit of her stomach. Also knowing that Draco was watching this with her caused her heart to thump painfully in her chest. She watched in fascination as Emmett's hands slid up until he grasped the edges of Victoria's black lace panties and pulled them off of her. Draco leaned slightly to the side more curious of Hermione's reaction to the moaning girl on the bed then the girl herself.

Emmett leaned forward grasping Victoria's hands and raising them up over her head. With a flick of his wrist and a subtley murmured spell she was bound to the iron headboard. Hermione took a small step back bumping up against Draco's solid form and almost jumped out of her skin when his hands came up to her waist. His thumbs made small circles where they rested. Tilting her head back she glared at him, or attempted to. In the darkness of the closet he wouldn't be able to tell so she turned her attention to the couple on the bed where Victoria's dress had made it up to her waist and Emmett was currently kissing his way up her inner thighs. Victoria's breathy moans filled the room, and Hermione had to concentrate on not letting her own breathing become labored. Especially as Draco began to rub his hands up and down her sides, fingers alway coming to rest just below her breasts before descending, leaving a trail of fire in their wake.

Hermione's stopped breathing the moment she saw Emmetts thick tongue snake out of his mouth and swipe at Victoria's quim. It was the most erotic thing she had ever witnessed. Victoria's head was thrown back on the pillow, her hips undulated with pleasure, trying to draw her lover in closer, needing to feel him as deeply as possible.

Draco's hands tightened on Hermione. He was not unaffected by the scene before him and he brought Hermione's lush backside up against the throbbing erection in his pants. He lowered his head and whispered into Hermione's ear. "I want to taste you the way Emmett is tasting Victoria. I want you to squirm beneath my tongue and I want you to know that only I can give you the pleasure you crave." As he spoke his hands had roamed upwards and had not stopped until her breasts were cradled in his palms. Hermione's head tilted back so that it rested against Draco's chest.

Unerringly his mouth found hers and the long dormant passion between them sprang to life. Howeever the kiss was short lived as their attention was drawn back to the couple on the bed. Emmett had just inserted two long fingers into Victoria's dripping pussy and he moved them in and out as he gently sucked her clit in his mouth. Victoria began to pant, and Hermione began to picture herself in Victoria's place and Draco, Draco!, in Emmett's place. In her previous relationships, Hermione had never had another wizard go down on her, nor had she ever wanted them to. That is until tonight, until Draco's words rang in her head and his hands, sweet Merlin, his hands began to tease her nipples through the thin material of her dress.

She had forgone a bra this evening as she was sure it wouldn't be necessary and in the wicked part of her mind she was glad. The silky material of her dress felt delicious as Draco rubbed it over her. She bit her lip hard letting the pleasurable feelings zing through her body as she stared at at the scene before her. Emmett had removed his mouth and fingers from Victoria, leaving the gorgeous blonde girl begging him to come back. Standing up Emmett quickly removed his Healer robes and was standing naked. Victoria grinned in sheer delight. She knew what was next and the way she salivated in the direction of Emmett's long thick cock, Hermione had a feeling she was in for quite a show.

Emmett turned slightly and Hermione was presented with a clear view of his groin. He was very well hung indeed, and her mouth parted slightly as Draco pinched her nipples. He knew where her eyes were but he wanted her mind on him. He pinched her once more and slowly dragged his hands down to the hem of her dress. Curling his fingers around the hem, he slowly rolled the dress up until it was around her waist. The cool night air felt decadent as it washed over her and she shivered in delight, wiggling her bum back into Draco and eliciting a low growl from him that thankfully had been covered by Emmett's much louder groan as he slid into Victoria's soaking wet heat.

Emmett began to pump slowly into Victoria, keeping a slow, steady rhythm that Hermione could not tear her eyes away from, even as she felt Draco's fingers drift down to the top of her red panties where they hesitated. He was seemingly waiting for her to give him a sign that he should continue. Hermione was so caught up that she didn't even think about her response. Grasping the waist band of her panties she shoved them down so that they were around her legs, just above her knees. Draco nearly groaned aloud when he realized what she had done. He needed to see her, and prayed to the Gods that the couple on the bed would hurry it up.

Putting his mouth towards Hermione's ear he began to whisper as he slid his fingers slowly downward. "Are you enjoying this, Hermione? Watching Victoria take the pleasure her lover so willingly gives? I want to watch you as you scream out my name." A finger slid between her labia, stroking back and forth and Hermione bit her lip to keep from crying out. "I want to see you as I fill you completely, as your body moves in time with mine." Her juices coated his fingers and gently he slipped first one, then two fingers into her core, reveling in the feel of her tight heat clamping around him.

Emmett began to pick up the pace and was now slamming into Victoria. The blonde's legs were wrapped tightly around his waist, her words urging him to fuck her harder, faster. Hermione began to have trouble standing as Draco's fingers fucked her in rhythm that pace that Emmett was keeping with Victoria. Draco tightened his hold on her and with the fingers of his other hand, he began to strum her clit. Feeling the little bundle of nerves draw tighter, and feeling her hips roll back into him, had him muttering a spell to wandlessly undo his trousers. He needed to feel her now, there was no way he could wait any longer.

Draco removed his hands from her core and grasping hers he brought them to rest over her head, wordlessly indicating that she should hold onto it by wrapping her hands around it. Grasping her hips in his hands he aligned himself with her dripping pussy and slid in. Both of them exhaled at the feel of him stretching her. Gods, she thought, he must rival Emmett in size! Draco rocked into her, trying desperately to make it good, while at the same time praying they did not make any noise.

Hermione's eyes locked onto Emmett's face. She was watching him as he watched Victoria go over the edge, yelling out her pleasure. Draco rocked as hard as he could, one hand sliding around to play with her clit again. She was dripping around his cock, squeezing him and undulating against him, helping him get them both off. Emmett suddenly stiffened over Victoria, pleasure racing across his face and throughout his body. The moment was so erotic, so intense, so personal that Hermione could not help the tensing of her own inner walls as waves of ecstasy washed over her. Between what she had just witnessed, Draco's fingers, and his rigid cock pulsating inside her, she could not hold back and came hard. She bit her lip hard, drawing blood and slammed her hips back into Draco, causing him to shove deeper into her and causing his own intense orgasm to course through him. How they remained silent, neither would ever know, but by the time pleasure ebbed to a dull throb, Emmett and Victoria had dressed and left the room.

Draco slid the closet door open and Hermione stepped out first, pulling up her panties and pulling down her dress. Draco walked out behind her, tucking himself back into his trousers. They stood, a bit awkwardly in front of each other. He knew this moment would make or break them depending on what was said now. However, he needn't have worried because George Pickerton entered the room before he could say anything.

"I say, Hermione Bug, is this chap bothering you? Should I assist you home?" George came to stand in front of them. "You shouldn't run off with this bloke, rather an unsavory sort, is he not?" Draco gritted his teeth in annoyance, and Hermione read the intent to hex George in his eyes.

"George, listen, I appreciate your concern. However, there is no need to save me from my..." Here she faultered for a moment, but sensing that she should stake her claim to the blond wizard starting now, she continued, "My boyfriend."

A huge grin lit up Draco's face at her proclamation at the same time George's face slumped in defeat. It was almost comical how George looked like a lost puppy whose favorite toy had been taken away. "Boyfriend? Bug, I don't think that is a good idea at all. He is a Malfoy, you know, and Father always said that the Malfoys ...." George never got to finish his speech as in the blink of an eye Draco had apparated he and Hermione to his flat.

Ginny came bounding into the guest room a few moments later in search of Hermione. Noticing George, she asked him if he had seen her.

"She apparated away with that Malfoy chap, called him her boyfriend. Father will be very displeased to know she is wasting her time with him...." George continued speaking but Ginny stopped listening. She grinned at the term boyfriend. Finally, her plan to get Draco and Hermione together had worked. She couldn't wait to tell Luna!!


~*~The End~*~



Devil's Poison

1 oz. Jack Daniels
1 oz. 151 Bacardi Rum

Fill a shaker with ice. Pour in the Jack Daniels and the Rum, strain into a shot glass.

Vampire's Kiss

2 oz. Vodka
1/2 oz. Dry Gin
1/2 oz. Dry Vermouth
1 tbsp. Tequila
2 oz. Tomato Juice

Mix in old fashioned shaker with ice. Strain into an ice-filled glass. Enjoy!


Potter Entourage: I actually hadn't thought if Draco should charm fangs on himself. However if you'd like to envision he did, then go right ahead =)

scarletwitchextreme - Here's part two...i hope you enjoy!

MiahDrake - Thanks! Glad you liked it!

Snapes_Goddess - Where would I be without you and your wicked mind?

bubblegumdego - I couldn't keep you waiting....here's teh rest!!

paigeey07 - Here's the second shot for you!!

Mrs_Helene_Snape - Snapes_Goddess always has the best ideas!! Hope the second part lives up to the hot and lustfilled part of Draco and Hermione's relationship! =)

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